Chapter 435

Heartache to heartache, Jianglan know can't let wind Che grasp handle, gritted his teeth, "let him compensate a thousand Liang."

The shopkeeper's heartache is about to cry out, "young master, this, this is too little."

"Go ahead."

The shopkeeper came out of the room and took a few deep breaths before he went there. Before he came near, he heard Feng Che's heart splitting cough, "cough, cough..."

The depression in the shopkeeper's heart immediately disappeared, and he scolded in his heart, "it's right, it's right, it's good to cough to death!"

The footstep stops outside the door, until the breeze Che doesn't cough, just pretend what didn't hear of go in, "this ye, you give 1000 Liang go."

"What?"

Luo Feng a strange cry, the hand of the fan snapped closed, "such a broken thing to one thousand Liang, I think one hundred Liang is not worth."

The old blood of the shopkeeper almost vomited on his face.

Before he could speak, Luo Feng said, "I said, you're not a black shop, are you? If we break it, blackmail us. "

The shopkeeper's face was almost strained, and he was not polite. "My Lord, we don't sell the amber hairpins for less than 5000 Liang. The reason is that we want 1000 Liang for you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Luo Feng. "I said it was blackmail. Who would make a loss? Five thousand Liang. Let's accompany one thousand Liang. It's worth one hundred Liang! "

In front of the shopkeeper's eyes, the fire in his heart surged to his throat, and it was about to come out.

"Luo Feng, shut up."

The wind Che scolds him, "originally is we are not careful, 1000 Liang is 1000 Liang, give silver note."

"No!"

Luo Feng's crisp refusal, "I only brought three hundred Liang, and I want to invite you to dinner later."

The shopkeeper's hard look at Luo Feng a few eyes, remember his appearance.

"I have a few hundred taels left."

With these words, Xia Xi took out all the banknotes on her body, counted them, and then took out all the pieces of silver and put them on the table, "shopkeeper, we have all these, you see..."

"No way..."

The shopkeeper's face was in tears. "Not to mention the capital, even the labor cost is not enough."

"I'll see if Feng an has them."

Feng an and Feng Zhong are waiting outside the door. The coachman doesn't know where he is driving the carriage.

Xia Xi went out and asked directly, "do you two have any bank notes on you? Just now we saw a hairpin that was accidentally broken. The store asked us to pay 1000 Liang."

Then, in full view of the public, Feng an and Feng Zhong turned all over the body, even took out the copper, a total of only a dozen Liang, all handed over to Xia Xi.

Xia Xi turns back with her hand in her hand, and everyone outside the store sees it.

The shopkeeper saw that the blood in his heart gushed to his throat.

He understood, wind Che today is to find fault!!!

The person who selects jewelry in the shop only hears Xia Xi's voice coming out from the house specially for entertaining distinguished guests, "shopkeeper, this is 700 Liang, and we'll send the remaining 300 Liang later."

The shopkeeper is too tired to speak.

The people who chose jewelry didn't hear the response from the shopkeeper. Look at me and I'll look at you. At the same time, they put down the jewelry in their hands and pushed the tray far away for fear that they would break it and could not afford to pay for it.

Every move here, the man reported it to Jiang LAN in time. Jiang LAN heard of it and told the man, "go tell the shopkeeper and let them go."

The man went out in a hurry. Before he reached the door, he heard Xia Xi's voice, "shopkeeper, what do you mean? Can we still lose 300 liang of silver in the Warlord's mansion?"

At the foot of the man, he faltered, quickly held the wall, slowed down, and ran back to report to Jiang LAN.

Boom!

The people who choose jewelry outside blow up the pot, fight the palace? The man in there is Lord Zhan. No wonder when he came in just now, he felt that he was bloodthirsty. Why didn't they think of it? Only Lord Zhan, who has experienced fighting in the battlefield, has this kind of breath.

They all held their breath, and the same thought flashed across their hearts at the same time. Was Prince Zhan's house so poor that they could not even take out 1000 liang?

"Poop

The shopkeeper's kneeling voice said, "the grass people don't know it's the Lord of war. I don't want this, this silver."

The shopkeeper is not stupid. Fengche didn't show his identity until now, but he wanted to give them a heavy blow.

"I'm here to fight you. When I get back to the palace, I'll have a silver note sent to redeem it."

The shopkeeper waved his hand in a hurry, "no, no, I really don't want it."

"Why, do you want to make me a bully?"

"No, it's not."

"Here it is. I'll have it delivered to you by noon at the latest."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to talk any more.

Fengche several people came out of the house, did not walk a few steps, Fengche then coughed, coughing heart splitting lung, the road can not walk, Xia Xi stretched out his hand to hold him, stretched out his hand to pat him on the back.

After a while, the wind slowed down and went out slowly.

At the moment when he walked out, a clear sound came from the backyard.

Wind Che mouth slightly hook, seize Xia Xi's hand, slowly toward the front.

Jiang LAN fell the tea cup and turned blue.

He always has a mild temper. The shopkeeper and his friends have never seen him lose such a big temper.

"Fengche..."

Jiang LAN is gnashing her teeth.

……

"Ha ha ha ha..."

When he came to the shop selected by Luo Feng, Luo Feng couldn't help laughing with his stomach. "You two are too cruel. In this way, his shop must be yellow."

The wind is clear, and the corners of the mouth are curved.

Xia Xi mouth also took a smile, the shop inside and outside to see again, "this is smaller, there are bigger than this?"

Luo Feng stopped laughing, "yes, it's still in front, up and down two floors."

"Don't go upstairs or downstairs. There's only one floor. Just a big shop."

"Yes."

Luo Feng led them to see.

……

Jiang LAN slowed for a long time, then blocked in the heart of the mouth of the pressure down, deep voice, "carefully watch his finger, don't have any accident."

Mingming can let his subordinates go back to get the bank note, but he insists on leaving the trigger. Jiang LAN is afraid that Fengche still has some back moves.

After the order, without waiting for the shopkeeper's reply, he felt uneasy and simply sat back, "forget it, take the trigger, I'll watch it myself."

At noon, Feng an brought the bank note and took away the trigger. Jiang Lan was relieved. At this time, the meal was over, but he didn't feel hungry.

Upset, let the shopkeeper with a horse, riding out of the capital, all the way cautious.

Stop at the corner and look back to see if there is anyone following you. I find that there is no one. Then I come to a house outside.

Stop the horse, turn over, a man in black fell lightly in front of him, "young master."